On my fifth wedding anniversary, I received a strange text message: "Your wife installed a GPS in the bottom of your car." I sneered and deleted the text message. A mindless housewife like Lin Wanqing can't even use her mobile phone to pay. How can she pretend to be a local? However, the next day, a photo of me entering the hotel with my mistress in my arms appeared on her WeChat Moments, with the text: "Thank you for your hard work, hubby, for socializing so late." The comment section was filled with "Sister-in-law is so generous." I was so proud that she didn't dare to make a fuss, but that night I received a letter from a lawyer - she was suing for divorce on the grounds of "broken relationship" and asked me to cleanse myself and leave the house. What's even more terrifying is that I discovered that she had secretly backed up all the company's accounts, including the mistress's transfer records, room invoices, and even the recordings of my mother and I discussing the transfer of property. And this woman, whom I thought was harmless, started seeing a divorce lawyer once a week three months ago.
